You can't please everyone so you've got to please yourself.
While I would love to give props to my peeps where props is due, I can't for the life of me think of the song or artist that put this prose to melody. I have confidence you'll get over it, though. Existentialism abounds.
2 comments:
eccentric ed...
Is this a picture of a breast exam?
Ma'am, this is a wholesome blog. There is no place here for such a thing as you mention. This is an illustrated depiction of sign language for "please."
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